Robert Louis Stevenson

(1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

Requiem


Under the wide and starry sky
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.

This be the verse you grave for me;
"Here he lies where he longed to be,
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill."

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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